What was he doing with the knife? He grabbed my legs. I squirmed, trying to break away, but my muscles were all knotted. I whimpered.“The ropes are ...oaked with pee,” he said, the knife sawing at my bonds. “We’ll never get them off. And they’re growing too tight. Don’t want you to lose circulation.”I blinked at that as he cut through the ropes. Suddenly, my limbs were free, falling to the puddles of piss spread out across the floor. I flexed my fingers, numbing tingles racing through them as he. But for now I want you to raise your skirt and hold it up for me.”Her fingers trembling from her emotions Amanda lifted her skirt by the hem until it was above her waist and as she did the smile on Coach Jacobs face grew in size as she again gazed on the pussy she had defiled. Her powerful hand reached over and first brushed across the downy soft blond pubic hair before exploring lower. Amanda closed her eyes to prevent seeing this debasement when she felt the other hand of the coach touch her. Walking to the lift, the hard-faced bitch following me in and as soon as the doors shut pushed me against her lift wall and pressed her mouth to mine forcing her tongue down my throat. By the time we got to my room door, my knob was out of my trousers, hard and being squeezed between her long bony fingers, opening the door, Janice made for the toilet and shut the door. Walking to the table and chair, I emptied my pockets switched on the table lamp and the main light off, hearing her piss and. So I started dancing around lifting up my jersey slightly exposing the bottom of my boobs, they were cheering me on telling me to take it off. My nipples were hard! I slowly lifted the jersey up and over my head. They cheered and I was getting into it thinking I might know how a stripper feels as guys look at them and appreciate what they see. I reminded them of the deal we made so they quickly took off their shirts as part of the deal. I told them they had to take off their pants as I did so I.